Your lustful wink won't lure my eyes
With visions that can't see
For I have chosen to depart
From all idolatry

Your cauldron shall not clog my brain
With drugs that blind my mind
I'll pour those potions down the drain
My heart they will not bind

The poison of unholy fear
Which kept me long sedated
Has run its course with our divorce
Your tablets are outdated

The bottle cracks, and every pill
Of malice, lies and greed
Shall fall un-tasted to the ground
Its sin I shall not feed

The Spirit's come to quicken me
In Christ I shall abide
His sacrifice redeemed me
That I might become His bride

No longer shall I live to please
The ire of your desire
And so it is with confidence
I'm letting you expire

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Therefore we are buried with him by baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life... Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin might be destroyed, that henceforth we should not serve sin... Likewise reckon ye also yourselves to be dead indeed unto sin, but alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord. (Romans 6:4, 6 & 11, KJV)

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Wonderful! The range of metaphors for the old man is so powerful. I loved every one of them. So inspiring.
I liked 'the ire of your desire'. Is there a term for this device of taking a word within a larger word and opposing it in this way? Thank you for the enjoyment and great encouragement you gave.